"Who knows?" Charles stretched lazily, as the roots of the tree gradually entwined around his body, forming a wooden armor filled with a strong aura of frenzy.
His figure merged into the darkness the moment he finished speaking, gradually becoming one with the surrounding shadows.
Boom!
The body of the giant wolf shuddered, with an incredibly terrifying calamity soaring into the sky, a gray field spreading instantly, trying to dissipate the dark prison constructed by the Power of the Bizarre.
But in the next moment, a horrific aura suddenly exploded, the freshly spread silence was completely suppressed, and Charles's silhouette appeared behind the giant wolf.
"Sorry, Your Grace, but everything here no longer belongs to you."
After the whispered words, the darkness descended, and everything returned to calm.
Boom!
An even more terrifying aura surged, with a giant tentacle rising to the sky.
"Ahhhh...."
Hysterical roars broke through the sunlight, bellowing towards the sky.
